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4EIGNCP - Snakes & Robbers lyrics

Artist: 4EIGNCP

album: Snakes & Robbers


Yeah
I was going through it
With em snakes
& Em robbers
Growing up a kid
Mama told me just be stronger
Can't give out my trust so easy
What you got to offer?
Don't put all of yo trust
Into someone you call yo friend
They gone cross you like a border
Switch sides just like a quarter
We live in a cold world
It️'s only gone get colder
You came in this world alone
So out you go a soldier
On yo own
One many army
Claiming that you been through pain
So show me you been through it all
Claiming you ain't playing games
So show me that you true to love
(Uh)
My heart be cold like the ice
(Brrrr)
Know I said it many times
But I had to remind ya
(Uh)
Cuz bitches be forgettable
Play ya heart, settle down
Na I ain't gone settle hoe
Lock myself up in the booth
I ain't writing no letter though
Take notice of the lyrics in my songs
They unforgettable
The gas that I be smoking
Got you high you thought it was chemical
Bitch you got it wrong
You just a little ghetto hoe
Yeah,
I was going through it
With em snakes
& Em robbers
Growing up a kid
Mama told me just be stronger
Can't give out my trust so easy
What you got to offer?
Don't put all of yo trust
Into someone you call yo friend
They gone cross you like a border
Switch sides just like a quarter
We live in a cold world
It️'s only gone get colder
You came in this world alone
So out you go a soldier
On yo own
One many army
Claiming that you been through pain
So show me you been through it all
Claiming you ain't playing games
So show me that you true to love
Just like a G-LOCK
My heart got no safety
For any girl that try to come
In my life & try to face me
When I'm on da highway
You know that I'm speed racing
You can't keep up to da speed racing
I push over 180
I got da windows tinted black
To make sure they can't see me
Them perky pills give me my dark side
You don't wanna meet me
They envy me they hate me yea they mad
Cuz they know that they can't beat me
My work ethic be harder like I'm balling in da paint
My brudda really a shooter I ain't talking bout a ball player
Bitch was tripping out up on the phone over silly shit
(Uh)
(Like what)
Lemme call you later
Before you get me mad mad
Pisst off heated like equator
I️'m gonna hit the dial tone
Witchyo number later
Yeah
I was going through it
With em snakes
& Em robbers
Growing up a kid
Mama told me just be stronger
Can't give out my trust so easy
What you got to offer?
Don't put all of yo trust
Into someone you call yo friend
They gone cross you like a border
Switch sides just like a quarter
We live in a cold world
It️'s only gone get colder
You came in this world alone
So out you go a soldier
On yo own
One many army
Claiming that you been through pain
So show me you been through it all
Claiming you ain't playing games
So show me that you true to love ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️ ️

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